Seven months old today ...

Would one of you please get me a blanket ... this stuff you call grass is strange.

While shopping at Target tonight, I learned I still don't have full control of my bladder. I can only assume the individual monitoring the security cameras got great jollies out of watching a 32-year-old woman in the greeting card aisle frantically grab herself ... as if the grabbing was going to stop the dribbling.

Party hats and pupcakes to celebrate Archie's 6th birthday!

The Jarvis Baby Food Factory is up and running ...

Count 'em ... one, two! Maren Jarvis has two teeth!

Picking a book for storytime.

Swim lessons. September through November, Maren will be taking a dip in the IU Natatorium pool on Saturday mornings. I think Matt and I might fight over who gets to be in the water with her.

And the million dollar question is ... do we or don't we have an allergy to Amoxicillin? Regardless, Miss Maren is trying out a new round of drugs as we continue to wage war against this ear infection.

First sick visit to the doctor. First ear infection. First round of antibiotics. I am not excited to record these "firsts" ...

Trying rice cereal for the first time ... my interpretation of the second photo is that she is not appreciative of her mother's paparazzi-like behavior with such events.

Six-month checkup. Weighed 15 lbs, 9 oz and measured 26 inches long.

Weapons of mass destruction ... have they thought about expanding the definition to include daycare germs?